"Let's talk about women, among the juniors, who dares to find one after another like your six sons."

"Then there's Guizi Guo in the past. If you say he can do it, which of the uncles objected?"

"But you let us down again and again!"

"The great foundation of the Northeast Army is the result of our old brothers and your father Yuting 257 going through life and death."

"3000 million people raised us, and you didn't fart a single one, so you left them to the little devils."

"If your father is still alive, he can't beat you to death!"

"Before you were willing to hang out with the bald head, the old man didn't say anything."

"One, you have grown up and matured; two, after all, you are the military and political chief of the Northeast."

"But you were led by the nose, and how many old brothers' lives were lost by being deceived."

"Which family was not raised by parents?"

"A person is the tragedy of a family!"

at that time.

Zhang Laozuo responded word by word in a deep voice.

It is difficult to hide the sense of loss between the lines.

"Uncle, I..."

The first Zhang Xiaoliuzi hesitated to speak, at a loss for what to do.

"never mind."

"It's all in the past, and I won't talk about it."

"I'll pack up my things later and go back to Fengtian's old house."

"From now on, all the 30 soldiers of the Northeast Army will be handed over to you."

After waving his hand, Zhang Lao Zuoxiang walked out of the young marshal's office in a dazed manner.

The highest military and political officer of the Northeast Army -- Marshal Zhang Xiaoliuzi.

Just like that, he watched helplessly as his assistant commander left him.

But there was nothing he could do, because he knew very well that he had let everyone down. .

Chapter 282

Fengtian.

Fengjun Garrison Command.

A group of staff officers gathered in front of the telegram, their eyes all a little blurred.

Unexpectedly, the government's response this time came quickly and extremely swiftly.

It really caught people off guard.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"It seems that our chairman can't sit still."

"It's really impatient to make such a dirty move so quickly."

Curling his lips, Feng Xuan said with some disdain.

The dignified head of a country chooses to fight internally at this time.

In anyone's eyes, that is the most useless method.

"Big guy!"

"What does the government want to do?"

"No matter how good our army is, it is fighting the enemy for the country."

"Now we are rashly placed under the command of the Northeast Army. Isn't this obviously going to cause trouble?"

next.

Zhao Zhenfan, the logistics minister of Fengjun, said indignantly.

"If he didn't do that, he wouldn't be bald."

"Our army fighting the enemy for the country seems to have won the favor of [-] people."

"But for some, it just adds to the fear."

"Currently, the government is the official orthodox force of Dragon Kingdom recognized internationally."

"We stole their thunder."

"Chinese people only know how to serve the army, but not the state government."

"How do you think the bald man treats our army?"

With a slight smile, Feng Xuan said meaningfully.

Looking at Yanhuang for 5000 years.

No dynasty would tolerate the fame of the forces under its command overshadowing itself.

As the saying goes, there is nothing better than this

now.

The government that has not completely unified the Dragon Kingdom obviously cares more.

Otherwise, how could the bald head do everything possible to weaken the Fengjun army, even using Zhongdong Road as bait.

Nowadays, in the huge Dragon Kingdom, all the warlords who can be named have 'submitted' their bald heads.

The Guangxi Clan, the Jinsui Army, the Hunan Army, and the Dian Army all use the banner of the national government, and this is the means!

"That's how it is"!"

"It's just the commander-in-chief, are we really going to hand over the command?"

heard.

Zhao Zhenfan nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately, he asked with a bitter face.

"Hand it over? To whom?"

"Give it to Zhang Xiaoliuzi?"

"I have the guts to hand it over, does he, Zhang Xiaoliu, have the guts to accept it?"

Taking a deep look at Zhao Zhenfan, Feng Xuan said indifferently.

Today it is today.

The Feng army is no longer the forceful army it was in the past.

It is a powerful army with 50 field troops and no fewer than one million reserve troops.

The Northeast Army is not the Northeast Army of the past.

Sitting only in Henan Province, with 30 troops under its jurisdiction, how can it compete with it?

Not to mention the bald-headed telegram, even Zhang Yuting's resurrection may not allow Zhang Xiaoliuzi to take over Fengjun.

The Feng army occupies 20% of the country's land and 15% of the population.

Free from outside the customs, sitting on black water and white mountains.

It is fully equipped with the necessity of becoming a tyrannical warlord.

This point was fully exposed as early as Zhang Yuting's era.

It is most normal for the resurgent Fengjun to become a thorn in the eyes of the government.

"Big guy!"

"Don't we do nothing?"

"Just watching the government plot against our army?"

Frowning, Zhao Zhenfan couldn't help but said.

"You're on to something."

"There are many people in the world who can make me, Feng Xuan, suffer from being dumb."

"But his bald head is not among them."

"Come here, call immediately."

"To Li Zongren, Long Yun, Liu Xiang, Yan Xishan."

"It's time to shoot."

With a deep expression, Feng Xuan ordered solemnly.

Although this war is of great significance to the Fengjun and even the Dragon Kingdom.

Therefore, Feng Jun needs to use [-]% of his energy to deal with Lao Maozi.

But this does not mean that Fengjun has to endure the endless plotting by the government.

The role of making friends with the five major domestic warlords is now highlighted.

The newly formed 80 troops together are enough to drink a pot with a bald head.

"Yes!"

heard.

Zhao Zhenfan's eyes lit up.

Hurry up and make arrangements.

........

After a while.

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